Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
Partition
Intro: G-D-A-A- G-D-A-A- G-D-A-A- D-A-Bm-Bm ' D-D
Chorus:
| G | D | A |
We'll | rant and we'll | rave there's | no united Ireland |
| G | D | A |
We | scream and we'll | shout to | keep us all apart |
| G | D | A |
We'll | kick up the | fuss to | keep us all devided |
| D | A | Bm |
And to | keep the Isle of | Ireland a | deep and troubled land. |
| D | A |
We | live on this old island they call | Ireland |
| D | A |
The | Catholics and the Protestants and the | Presbyterians, too. |
| G | D | A |
We | decided that we | couldn't life to | gehter, |
| D | A |
So we | devided up the | country into two. |
| G | D |
They | set up a boundary | commission |
| G | D |
And | that was in the year of Twenty- | Two |
| G | D |
We | knew that our friends would not | forsake us |
| A | Bm |
And | make us life in | Ireland turned to two. |
| G | D | A |
So we'll | rant and we'll | rave there's | no united Ireland |
| G | D | A |
We | scream and we'll | shout to | keep us all apart |
| G | D | A |
We'll | kick up the | fuss to | keep us all devided |
| D | A | Bm |
And to | keep the Isle of | Ireland a | deep and troubled land. |
| D | A |
We | decided on the six counties | Ulster |
| D | A |
For | Carson said that nine sure would | never ever do |
| G | D |
There be | too many Papist in to | deal with |
| A |
And we could never make a | state with just a few |
| G | D |
There are | three loyal counties to the | Union |
| G | D |
The | other three will never have their | say |
| G | D |
We'll | make the twenty-six a foreign | country |
| A | Bm |
And | pretend that they're a | thousand miles away |
| G | D | A |
So we'll | rant and we'll | rave there's | no united Ireland |
| G | D | A |
We | scream and we'll | shout to | keep us all apart |
| G | D | A |
We'll | kick up the | fuss to | keep us all devided |
| D | A | Bm |
And to | keep the Isle of | Ireland a | deep and troubled land. |
G-D-A-A- G-D-A-A
| D | A |
We'll | never live with Papists of with | Fenians |
| D | A |
For they | have to obey the rule | of the Pope in Rome |
| G | D |
We'll | force all the others then to | leave us |
| A |
And have a little | state we call our own |
| G | D |
So | get out the pens we draw the | boundary |
| G | D |
Through | towns and farms and hills and bogs and | all |
| G | D |
And | bring us all the pricks that's made in | Ireland |
| A | Bm |
For it's | better that we | build a bloody wall. |
Chorus twice
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